You're the devil in disguise
Chapter Five: A completely predictable situation
Castiel and his roommate have been getting along amazingly over the past month. Dean has even spent time with him willingly after they started their tutoring sessions. It's nice, honestly, they have learned a lot about each other including that Dean has a strange obsession with pies that borders on the level of Castiel's love of burgers. In fact as thanks for all his help Dean has invited Castiel out to a diner nearby that is pretty well known for both of those things. Castiel would actually be lying if he said he wasn't a little excited about the idea. Surely going out somewhere with Dean should be interesting though.
"Hey, Castiel, you seem pretty excited." Gabriel says, smirking at his little brother as he gathers his things from their table in the food court. "What are you in such a rush over?"
"He didn't order any lunch either." Balthazar points out and Castiel shrugs.
"I have dinner plans." He explains and both guys gasp.
"Dinner plans?" Gabriel asks and Balthazar smirks.
"Our little Cassy has a date?" He teases, receiving an unamused look from the boy.
"It isn't a date, I am going to dinner with Dean." Castiel says, getting up from the table. "I have to go now, so I will see you later."
"Have fun!" Gabriel mocks.
"Don't stay up too late you crazy kids!" Balthazar says between snickers.
"It's...nevermind." Castiel sighs, deciding it's a waste of time, before walking away. He quickly returns to his room, ignoring the sounds of his brother and best friend laughing. Once back in the room he notices something out of place. Rather than Dean in the room sleeping or pretending to study, Sam is sitting there on the bed and looking at him with a grave expression. "..Can…I help you with something?"
Sam smiles weakly at him. "I was looking for Dean, actually."
"Ah, yes, that makes sense." Castiel shrugs and sits on his own bed. "If you need anything just ask, I do not know when he's coming back."
Sam sighs. "Castiel, I'm debating telling him something rather important."
Castiel looks up at him curiously. "What would that be?"
"That…I...might be attracted to your brother." The teen admits.
"Yes, I thought so." Castiel says and Sam's left brow twitches slightly.
"D-do you think he knows?"
"He's suspicious, no doubt, but he doesn't know…"
"Should I tell him?" Sam asks, looking to Castiel truly nervous.
"It's not my place to tell you." Castiel answers, knowing that isn't what Sam wants to hear. "Dean will not think less of you for liking a man. He might, however, become a bit more protective and weary of Gabriel…" He looks at Sam curiously. "Have you told Gabriel?"
Sam shakes his head no. "No, I've actually only told you…strangely enough." He says, smiling at Castiel.
"I see…well…we can google a solution to your dilemma." The older man offers and Sam gawks at him.
"…What? Are you serious…?"
"I don't know what to do about it, you probably don't either. When I am at a loss of what to do I google it." Castiel explains.
Sam stares at him. "I honestly don't know how to respond to that."
"You could google a response."
"I'm gonna assume you are making a joke now…"
Castiel nods before looking to Sam curiously. "But honestly how do you like Gabriel? People always like him at first, or in small doses, but…whenever someone spends a long time with him they get annoyed and hate him with all those pranks." He explains. "So…I'm just curious how you have grown to like him more with the time you spend with him. It's weird."
Sam laughs a little. "Well you like him too, don't you?"
"I love my brother, but family is different. Most people always love their family." Castiel mumbles.
"But…you can't see why I like him?" Sam asks. "I mean it's the same reason you like Dean now-"
"I'm not romantically interested in your brother." Castiel quickly points out. He's pretty sure Sam already knows that, but it's important to him that there is no doubt. Judging from the look on Sam's face, however, he's pretty sure it was counterproductive.
"Yes, well, you can't deny that after spending all this time with him you have learned more about him that you like. I mean you two hated each other when you first met and now he's taking you out to dinner." Sam points out, leaning back against the wall. "It's the same with me and Gabriel, except I liked him well enough from the start…but now I know more about him…he's a really good big brother, isn't he?"
Castiel raises a brow. "Do you have a brother complex, Sam? Because Anna can give you a list of some good counselors who can help you sort that out."
Sam twitches a little. "Not cool, dude."
"No, it is a serious problem." Castiel agrees. "But if it makes you feel any better…Gabriel likes you as well."
The teen across from him perks up. "Huh? Do you mean in the-?"
"Yes, in the same way you like him." Castiel says, a slight hint of annoyance. "This isn't high school, just go tell him. Dean can handle it, too. Just tell him in the least painful way."
Sam smiles at him. "You are pretty strange, Castiel, but that was surprisingly helpful."
"Yeah, I get that a lot." Castiel mumbles. "Now go find Gabriel and take care of this matter." He says and Sam nods, thanking him again before heading to the door.
"Oh! And can you maybe tell Dean for me? I think he will take it better from you, thanks!" Sam asks, quickly leaving the room before Castiel can say anything.
"I...wha…? I did not agree to that…" Castiel sighs, less than relieved when Dean comes into the room soon after Sam's exit.
"Why was Sam in here with just you?" Dean asks, a hint of annoyance in his voice.
"He was asking me something," Castiel says, looking at him curiously, "Why?"
"…No reason, " Dean shrugs before grabbing his coat, "Let's go get some food."
Castiel noticeably perks up, smiling at him a little. "Alright."
"Heh," a cocky smirk comes to Dean's face, "Dinner with me makes you that happy?" he teases and Castiel stares at him confused.
"Dinner makes me happy, yes." Castiel says. "It's not necessarily that it's with you."
Dean's smirk quickly drops. "Ah, yeah, of course. You wouldn't know the great honor it is to have dinner with me so I guess that makes sense."
"Your ego…is highly impressive, Dean." Castiel says, making the other man smirk again.
"When you're this awesome it only makes sense."
"You are strange."
Dean shrugs. "Like you're one to talk, let's just go eat." He decides, leading Castiel out to his impala. "Don't dick around in my baby."
Castiel raises a brow, staring at the car curiously. "Huh. I have never been in your car before…it's nice."
"Yeah, I know. We can take a minute for you to admire her beauty." Dean says, leaning against the car proudly.
"Right. Well, I'm done." Castiel rolls his eyes, getting into the car.
"There you go being a dick again." Dean groans, getting in as well. They head off to the diner and Dean leads them to a booth in the back.
"This place is pretty nice." Castiel admits, looking around in awe. "It's much cleaner than I expected."
Dean twitches a little. "Dick. I go to nice places."
"I see that. My apologies." Castiel admits before the waitress comes up.
"Good evening boys." The woman says, smiling at the two of them. "What can I get you this evening?"
"I would like a hamburger and some fries." Dean says and Castiel nods.
"Yes me too."
"Excellent order." She looks to Castiel and leans down towards him to pour water. "If you need anything let me know."
"Yes, thank you." Castiel mumbles, unfazed by the woman's glances before she leaves.
"Cas, are you stupid? She was hitting on you!" Dean points out.
"Oh? I thought she was pouring me some water." Castiel says, shrugging. "Does that count as flirtation now?"
"Th-what? Who…who says it like that? Jesus Christ Cas you are weird as fuck." Dean groans.
"Do not take the lord's name in vein, Dean."
"Oh, right, wouldn't want to upset the angel."
Castiel sighs. "Yes, that's why. I am Castiel, an angel of the lord, who is going to college for funeral services because that makes perfect sense."
"An angel who deals with heaven, handling those on the way to heaven, makes perfect sense." Dean points out and Castiel falters for a moment.
"Huh. Well, that aside, I assure you I am no angel. Simply because I save you more than I would like to doesn't make me one. It makes me a more responsible person than you." Castiel says.
"You're a dick."
"As are you," Castiel points out before looking at the man across from him, "Dean…do you like me?"
Dean almost chokes on his drink, spitting and sputtering for a moment before looking at the man across from him. "Wh-what the fuck? I...I...what?"
"Friends go out to dinner together, correct? So we are friends?" Castiel asks, pointedly ignoring the blush now on Dean's face.
""Well…yeah…why?"
"As friends…you would never…I don't know…hurt my brother if he angered you off, correct?"
Dean stares at him annoyed. "What the hell did Gabriel do?"
"Nothing, I simply know he gets on your nerves." Castiel lies.
"Uhuh…what the hell did your brother do?" Dean asks, unconvinced.
"Here's your food!" The waitress says, coming up and setting the food down before looking to Castiel. "Want anyth-?"
"Not right now. You can flirt with Cas and have him not understand another time." Dean says annoyed. "Please go."
"Um…right…then…" The waitress mumbles before leaving.
"Dean that was unnecessarily rude."
"What the hell did Gabriel do?" Dean asks again.
"Nothing yet, but in time…" Castiel looks out the window to avoid Dean's harsh stare, "Probably your brother."
"WHAT!?"
A/N: I fought through writers block, sorry if it sucks because of that.